Rain Writing
rain writing
back porch under tin roof
cushioned chair
journal propped on crossed knees
pencil between teeth
as if they could bite the words out
mother of pearl sky
gusty winds
flap pages of journal
as if impatient for words
that refuse to come
gusts grow stronger
sky darkens into a bad mood
bolt of lightning
roll of thunder
spatter of raindrops
black clouds boil overhead
sky erupts into maelstrom
of rain wind lightning thunder
weeping clouds soak ground
rain gods are angry
tin roof like pounding hoofs
as storm stampedes across sky
downspouts overflow
hail bounces high off lawn
needles rip from pine tree
stampede fades into distance
rain slows then stops
wind dies to stillness
air laundered to freshness
storm is no more
words spew onto page
like rain from clouds
emptying the soul
and leaving peace
the storm is gone
